Retardé S wrote:You gotta get spotify bruh, mainstream music is not music anymore, besides for a few exceptions. Tons of gems you're missing out...

I never thought I'd be talking like an indie boi, but here I am.

I'm on the free version... and it's a pain in the ass. I'll probably switch to the premium version once I have a bed frame.

The mobile version is worse than malaria if that's what you're using, you have to get the desktop app. Only restriction is ads every 4 or 5 songs.

Also, how's the move going?

Yeah, I use soundcloud when outside and free spoty at home..

almost done.. painted the whole place last weekend, but still don't have my furniture in, should be there this weekend. Abdel doesn't understand the principle of sharing the internet. Abdel is noizy and kinda slow in his mind. Alfonsina gave me home made cookies after calling 5 times on the 2nd of the month for the rent. Almost had a girl over to ramolir the brand new mattress but she's in a relationship and I was not drunk enough to shit on my values..

Slick Nick wrote:I'm on the free version... and it's a pain in the ass. I'll probably switch to the premium version once I have a bed frame.

The mobile version is worse than malaria if that's what you're using, you have to get the desktop app. Only restriction is ads every 4 or 5 songs.

Also, how's the move going?

Yeah, I use soundcloud when outside and free spoty at home..

almost done.. painted the whole place last weekend, but still don't have my furniture in, should be there this weekend. Abdel doesn't understand the principle of sharing the internet. Abdel is noizy and kinda slow in his mind. Alfonsina gave me home made cookies after calling 5 times on the 2nd of the month for the rent. Almost had a girl over to ramolir the brand new mattress but she's in a relationship and I was not drunk enough to shit on my values..

How you doing?

That sounds phenomenal.

Been working on a few collabs recently, just got my new guitar so I'm pretty pumped. My own project is on hold for a bit, I'm thinking about making a 15-track "Beat tape" because I have too many diverging ideas to make a 5-6 track EP.

The mom just got diagnosed with fibromyalgia, she's been a bit depressed lately because she can't do as much as she used to...She's always been youthful and plenty of energy, but her illnesses have pretty much changed her life.

My dad still hasn't gone to the doctor, so I might have to go and kick his arse soon enough.

Besides that, no future wife in sight. I've been thinking about this girl lately, it's a bit trickier because she's a celebrity, but I've known her since 3rd grade. I know she used to have a little something for me, and she's never been married or had a serious relationship. I've been remembering how she used to come watch me play baseball and we used to hold hands as kids and how maybe were meant to be together.

Retardé S wrote:Been working on a few collabs recently, just got my new guitar so I'm pretty pumped. My own project is on hold for a bit, I'm thinking about making a 15-track "Beat tape" because I have too many diverging ideas to make a 5-6 track EP.

Stop thinking, start acting.

Retardé S wrote:The mom just got diagnosed with fibromyalgia, she's been a bit depressed lately because she can't do as much as she used to...She's always been youthful and plenty of energy, but her illnesses have pretty much changed her life.

That fucking sucks. Good ole zénéké has it.. always seemed like a "we can't tell what's wrong so here's a random illness for you" type of thing... but I really don't know enough to comment. Heard CBD had some good results.. maybe an oil drop or two can help... I really don't know though.

Retardé S wrote:My dad still hasn't gone to the doctor, so I might have to go and kick his arse soon enough.

Please do. It's one of my biggest regrets in life. The dad had gastric issues for years and was always too pussy to go to the doc. At some point it was evident that something was wrong, but I never insisted enough. When he finally went shit scared, they told him he had a late stage esophagus cancer. I mean, if it's something Alzheimer's related, there's no cure.. but there might be some slow down progression drugs, and maybe in a few years a cure comes over. The main thing right now is to minimize the impacts of his illness, and have him do his best to avoid getting worse. So, yeah, stretch your balls and pull the old mens to a doctor asap... it will also discharge you and your mom from useless guilt right now and down the road.

Retardé S wrote:Besides that, no future wife in sight. I've been thinking about this girl lately, it's a bit trickier because she's a celebrity, but I've known her since 3rd grade. I know she used to have a little something for me, and she's never been married or had a serious relationship. I've been remembering how she used to come watch me play baseball and we used to hold hands as kids and how maybe were meant to be together.

I'll save myself from your words—will be intactAfter a year of insults, I won't reduce the priceBurning, the bridges are burning, and there's a sea of tearsJust know, my game is less conversation and more actionI'll save at least my body from your arrowsYou drove me under the ice, I can't find my soulHurts, it hurts so much, and the blood is boilingThe daughter sleeps no more—less conversation and more action[*1]

I've cried, and the violet has bloomed againThe day lit up with mysterious signsAnd the young mother and the loving young one[*2]Were all crying in the kitchen alike

The night burnt out, it became damp in the morningI've got to find new colorsWash your face with rain, what else to need?[*3]And to the heart under the coat—less conversation and more faith

I've cried, and the violet has bloomed againThe day lit up with mysterious signsAnd the young mother and the loving young oneWere all crying in the kitchen alike

I've cried, and the violet has bloomed againThe day lit up with mysterious signsAnd the young mother and the loving young oneWere all crying in the kitchen alike

I've cried, and the violet has bloomed againThe day lit up with mysterious signsAnd the young mother and the loving young oneWere all crying in the kitchen alike

I've cried, and the violet has bloomed againThe day lit up with mysterious signsAnd the young mother and the loving young oneWere all crying in the kitchen alike